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Wedding Nerves | homebrewer | 9

 

Katy led Devon by the hand into the hallway. He was emanating an animal heat, glowing with perspiration. Katy started climbing the stairs to her and Tony’s bedroom, swaying her hips, encouraging Devon to keep his erection. She felt his hand touch her spine and move down to the small of her back. Katy shivered in anticipation, knocking against the wall, hitting a framed photograph of her and Tony on the beach. It fell from its nail, hit the step and bounced to the hall floor. “Ooops,” Katy giggled, pushing open the door to the bedroom, leading Devon in.

Once inside, Katy turned round to Devon and put her arms round his torso, bringing him towards her. Her breasts squeezed against his chest. The frisson of naked skin touching increased her excitement. She felt his cock tight up against her stomach, knowing that in minutes this would be inside her, plunging its way to mutual explosion. At this point she did not care that she might get pregnant. If this was biology in action, she wanted it.

Devon guided Katy to a full length mirror and turned her round so that he was behind her and they both faced the reflection. Katy saw her pale pink body and took in her full breasts, her hardened nipples, her flat stomach, her brown pubic triangle and lithe legs. Devon’s mahogany hands were on her shoulders, and now cupping her breasts, stroking her nipples. Watching this reflection was sensuous in the extreme. Not only did Katy know she was about to be fucked, she could see this twin couple, one black, one white, also about to fuck. Katy reached behind her and put her hand around Devon’s magnificent cock. It twitched in her grasp. She parted her legs slightly and allowed Devon to poke his penis through her thighs so that she could see it, in the reflection, jutting out in front of her as if she were some mythical transsexual, with black phallus and white tits. Katy wanked Devon’s cock idly, pretending it was hers. She could feel the pressure against her vaginal lips where the base of Devon’s shaft pressed against her.

“Enough of this play,” Devon commanded. “Onto the bed.” Katy obeyed, lying back with her knees up, waiting for Devon to lie on top of her. Devon moved the mirror so that they could have a fine view of their sexual congress, and then sat at the end of the bed. He took one of Katy’s feet and started sucking on her little toe. “Don’t tease, Devon,” Katy asked, feeling the base of her feet tingle, enjoying the sensation of his wet mouth against her toes. He let her foot fall and licked slowly up the inside of her leg. At her cunt he darted his tongue into her folds, enough to make Katy buck, and then continued up her stomach. Devon paused at her nipples, taking first one and then the other into his mouth, licking around them, causing Katy to moan softly. And then, Devon’s mouth was against hers, open, kissing her as if there was to be no tomorrow. Their tongues battled against each other, and Katy felt the weight of her soon-to-be lover press down on her. His hard, thick cock was at the entrance to her pussy. She reached down to guide it in. Devon broke off the kiss.

“Not yet, Katy. All good things come to those who wait.” Katy could feel the head of his penis at her very opening. It would only require one small push and he would be in.

“Devon, fuck me. Fuck me now, before I change my mind.”

“Say please.”

“Please. God, please. Just do it.” Katy prayers were answered as Devon angled his hips and pushed in quickly. Her cunt was breached by another man, and she felt the length of his hard gristle reach places that Tony had not. Katy cried out in joy and surprise. Her muscles clenched tight against Devon’s cock, and she could feel his helmet at the entrance to her womb. He moved slowly, withdrawing his penis down her tunnel, nearly pulling out entirely, and then inched back inside just as slowly. Katy looked into the mirror and saw his naked dark brown body on top of her egg-shell white form. She wrapped her legs around his arse, dug her nails into his back and watched the rhythmic movements of his buttocks, pushing and pulling his cock in and out of her. Katy’s breathing became erratic. This was animal and taboo. She was being fucked by her boyfriend’s black friend and she loved it. “Devon,” she cried, as an orgasm tore through her. In her fuggy haze, she heard the phone ring next to the bed.

 

What happens with the ringing phone?

 
 
 

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